This story involves a wife's infidelity. Without any repercussions. If you do not like these types of stories ... please move on to something you do like. However, if such stories are something you do appreciate - please enjoy. ***** Tom leaned back in the easy chair and gazed appreciatively at his beautiful wife laying near the base of their couch, lookin...
Note: This story is a continuation of an earlier story ("Like Father, Like Daughter") that I published with my old account (Sneaky_Lola). However, I forgot my old Literotica password, so I had to create a new account. Hence, sneaky_lola2. This story takes place after the events of "Like Father, Like Daughter," as is intended to be read afterwards, as there a...
Everyone in this store is over eighteen, and so should you be. First a bit of background:- People have been telling me, for as long as I can remember, and far too often, that I 'was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.' Quite right, I suppose; Daddy is 'Something in the City' and I was brought up in a large Tudor house, set in wooded gardens, in rolling S...
Author's Note: I went a little long again, so I hope the story carries the length for those reading Laresa's tale. Apologies for the delay between Ch. 23 and 24 as well. Almost no sex in this chapter, either. Just a little heads-up for anyone who might be looking for a stroke story. ====================== The Dark Ages – England ======================...
This round is definitely for the romantics out there! If that's not your cup of tea, better wait for Round 4! Where the hell is she? That damn Ginny! Of course she's a good friend, but for some reason I've been on edge ever since she and that French hunk she met left yesterday. Just thinking about what was going on. And how fucking easy it was for her! She'...
Chapter Eight; Returning Home It was the morning after Claire's whirlwind trip to deliver her special brand of sexual delight to us all when Rick and I discussed her lecherous invitation. We quickly agreed that stopping in Groton to party with Claire, Spencer and David was certainly well worth spending another night on the road. When we shared our feelings...
I don't know when I first thought about actually doing it; about selling myself as a slave. The world has gone into a depression worse than in the 'Dirty Thirties' of the last century. I have been out of work for months and I am close to losing my room in the dingy boarding house run by a tyrant of a woman when I saw the first ad on the TV in the common ro...
He has planned a surprise for O/our next encounter and is teasing me with it. i feel like the child waiting for Christmas trying to guess what is in the presents that await under the tree. Tomorrow He returns and i will once again prepare myself for returning to His care. i am filled with a sense of apprehension not knowing what awaits me but i know that it...
[Author's Note: This story brings together characters from two separate storylines: the Helen and B stories and the TLC stories.] * "Robbie?" Ellie snuggled up close. Her skin, slick with perspiration, slid easily over his. The room was redolent with the musk of their lovemaking. Robbie's breathing was still laboured but that only made the impromptu pillow...
One Word It was one of those things you say in the heat of the moment that, if you're lucky, you get chance to regret. She looked at me with what I'd normally call bedroom eyes, sultry and dark with black lining and thick lashes. Realistically she was the type of woman you took home for one night and spent the rest of your life dreaming about; not the type...